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My name is Debbie and I'm 35 years old. This is the story of how I became a slut. I was divorced a year ago after I caught my husband cheating with another woman. I had met Matt when I was 16, and was married at 20. Up to this point, he was the only man I had had sex with. After my divorce, I threw myself into my job, school, and working out. I'm on the short side at 5'1", but have a good figure (34-23-32) with a pair of DD breasts that always draw plenty of attention. After a year of intense workouts, I look the best I ever have. I get hit on regularly, despite trying to underplay my breast size.

There are two guys at the gym that are always hitting on me. The gym is affiliated with my ex-husband's company and these guys know him. After a year of turning them down, they are still are trying to get into my pants. We have become friendly enough that the joking has become sexual without causing a problem.

Bill is a real ladies man, and has reportedly screwed half the good-looking women in the company. Chris is cute and sexy, but doesn't have the quite the same reputation. I don't know why, but I finally said yes to Bill and agreed to a date. I decided to dress semi-sexy to really frustrate him, but I was not planning to be his next conquest.

My tits are full and firm and don't need a bra, so I decided to forgo it. I wore black bikini panties, thigh-high stockings, and a tight black silk dress that buttoned up the front and let plenty of tit show. I also left the bottom buttons undone, to mid-thigh.

Bill picked me up and we had dinner and then some dancing. I don't drink very much, but had several glasses of wine and was having a really good time. On the slow dances Bill would pull me closer than I liked and run his hands over my body. I have to admit I was getting a little turned on, but I was determined he wasn't getting laid tonight.

When he brought me home, I invited him in for a nightcap. I put on some music and we danced. Bill started getting more aggressive, and cupping my tits. Now my tits are very sensitive, with a direct line to my pussy. At first I pushed his hands away, but then I began to really enjoy the feeling. I figured a little tit play would be OK, but it would stop there. Pretty soon Bill had me on the sofa with the top of my dress unbuttoned and he was sucking one tit while palming the other and squeezing the nipple.

I was moaning and getting hotter and hotter. I didn't even notice that he had unbuttoned the rest of my dress until I felt his hand slid down my belly and into my panties. Before I knew it, he was rubbing my clit and had two fingers working into my wet pussy. At this point I was so hot I just spread my legs. I told him I wanted to stop, but he knew I didn't mean it and he just kept working on my pussy and I kept getting hotter and wetter. He then pulled my panties off and I knew I was in serious trouble. Bill stopped to pull out his eight-inch cock, and then was back on top of me. I felt the head of his monster at the lips of my pussy, and felt him push into me. His cock was much bigger that my ex-husband's, and he teased me with it until I was begging him to fuck me. When he drove it into me to the hilt, I had a crushing orgasm.

Bill then started to fuck me while still working over my tits. He told me I was a little cockteaser, and he was going to give me the fucking of my life. All I know was that I wanted more and more of his magnificent cock. Pretty soon my legs were up on his shoulders and he was slamming that cock into me with every bit of his energy. My body was overwhelmed with sensations after two years without sex.

I suddenly realized I wasn't on birth control pills, and Bill wasn't wearing a rubber. I told him to pull out and put on a rubber, as I didn't want to get pregnant. Bill said he didn't like rubbers, and was planning to come deep in my pussy. By this time I was so far-gone that I didn't care. I just wanted his cock to keep fucking me. After I had three orgasms, Bill finally came, and must have pumped a quart of cum deep into my pussy.

After a few minutes rest, Bill pulled out and brought his cock dripping with our juices up to my face. He told me to suck his cock clean. I said I wasn't going to do it, but he forced his cock into my mouth. He held his hand at the back of my neck, and I decided I didn't have much choice, so I started sucking his cock. As it started to get hard again, Bill kept shoving more and more of it down my throat until I was deep throating him. I don't know why, but I was really turned on by the way he dominated me. After several minutes, he came again, and I swallowed all of it.

I kept sucking and his cock started to get hard again. Bill pulled me up off of the couch, and bent me over the dining room table. He had my legs pinned against the table, and his hands were filled by my overflowing tits. He pressed me down onto the tabletop, and slowly pushed his cock into my pussy from the rear. After several minutes of fucking, I felt Bill pull out, and I felt his cock begin to push against my ass.

I told him "No please, I've never been fucked up the ass!" Bill ignored me and slowly pushed his monster into my virgin ass. I tried to relax, and after several minutes, I began to really get turned on. One of my hands went down to my well-fucked pussy and began to frig my clit. Bill was still working over my tits, and we both had a crushing orgasm, and I could feel his hot cum fill my ass. Despite all my plans, there I was standing before Bill in just my thigh high stocking and high heels. He'd fucked me in places no other man had, and I knew at that moment Bill owned me. I knew he would and could fuck and use me whenever and wherever he wanted.

Well, Bill proceeded to fuck my mouth, pussy, ass and tits until four AM. When I woke the next morning, he was gone, and I was covered in dried come. My pussy and ass were sore from all of the fucking, and I lost count of the number of orgasms I had. When I saw him at the gym two days later, he had a little smirk, and asked if I had enjoyed our "date". I said I had, and asked him to come over that night.

He did, and Bill has been fucking me almost every day since then. We've fucked at my house, his apartment, in his car, in a storage room at the gym, and in the parking lot of a club, with me bent over the hood of his car.

I know the bastard has been bragging, because several of my friends say they heard him telling his friends what a hot piece of ass I am. I am completely in Bill's power - I know very soon I will be bearing his baby !!!